Aleister winced and closed his eyes, letting the other yank him closer despite his desire to just go anywhere else. He didn't know what to do except pray that Lucifer didn't decide to do that to him. He had burnt him, inside and out, many times already but he dreaded that he would just be wiped out. He didn't want to die.

He'd do whatever it took, even if he had to humiliate himself. He would survive and find a way to win.

"Thank you, master. That's very kind of you, master."